"Okay! Okay!"
Michael heard a familiar childlike voice echo faintly in his mind through their bond, followed an instant later by the complete disappearance of the Voidfeather.
Michael's eyes sharpened. He imdiately spread out his senses.
The space inside the damaged coffin was vast, a little over ten thousand ters across, but this was not the limit of his perception. With his current strength, he could sweep the entire space as easily as soone running a hand across smooth glass.
His senses expanded like a tidal wave.
And then he found it.
Michael sensed Wisdom at the very edge of the coffin dinsion, perched near the curved boundary where the internal space dissolved into a swirling gray Void.
One mont Wisdom was in front of him.
The next, he was ten thousand ters away, sitting calmly at the absolute edge of existence.
Michael's eyes widened slightly in pure delight.
"So it really is teleportation," he whispered.
The speed was absolute. If such a distance would take him a second then for Wisdom, it would take him half a second.
Compared to his earth escape, this skill was a far better option.
Hmm. Does that an it could be called space escape, Michael thought.
Now the only issue was how big the drain was, how many tis it could be cast and if it had a cool down. The skill description did not
reveal this so Michael had to find out for himself.
A mont later Michael was by Wisdom's side, but contrary to his expectations that such a skill would be a huge drain, Wisdom was still very much lively.
Even his Eye of Truth showed his energy did not reduce much,
making Michael wonder if his eye was acting up.
Left with no choice, Michael spoke with his tad beast.
"Wisdom," Michael said calmly, "do you feel tired?"
The silver-gray owl blinked up at him from the edge of the coffin space.
For a mont, there was silence.
Then a small, sleepy voice drifted into Michael's mind.
"I feel... sleepy."
Michael's brows lifted.
That part he expected. Fold Blink should have used a lot of mana. Even a single use should have strained a Rank 2 creature's core.
But before he could nod, another ssage ca through. "But I want to eat first."
Michael blinked.
"...Eat first?"
Wisdom bobbed his head firmly. "Yes. Sleep after eating."
Michael stared at the bird for several long seconds.
The first part, feeling sleepy, had almost confird his suspicion that Fold Blink drained Wisdom more than the Eye of Truth could detect. But the second part shattered that assumption.
Michael had used absurd amounts of mana before.
He knew the feeling.
Exhaustion did not leave room for anything else.
If one was lucky enough not to faint, the only thought left in their mind would be sleep.
Nothing else mattered.
But Wisdom...
"Sleepy, but you still want to eat?" Michael asked slowly.
The owl bobbed again. "Hungry. Pain... before... tired."
These words brought a mont of clarity to Michael.
So Wisdom was not feeling mana exhaustion but was just tired from evolving.
It made sense, as ntal exhaustion could also make one sleepy.
So it was not severe mana depletion.
If Wisdom could still think about food, then Fold Blink was not draining his energy the way Michael thought it would.
Which ant one of two things.
Either Wisdom's energy recovery was absurdly fast...
Or Fold Blink had so hidden chanic behind it.
Michael narrowed his eyes slightly.
His Eye of Truth had shown almost no energy drop.
Wisdom's behavior supported that.
And Wisdom's spatial mutation might be changing how energy expenditure worked entirely.
Michael exhaled slowly.
"So it is not mana exhaustion..." he murmured.
Michael watched Wisdom for a mont longer. The small creature blinked sleepily, waiting for his next question with innocent patience.
He still had more to confirm.
"Wisdom," Michael asked, keeping his tone steady, "is this the furthest you can go with Fold Blink?"
He made sure not to phrase it in a way that would accidentally
confuse the bird.
Though the owl still had a childlike mind, Michael could already sense
the change. The clarity. The sharpness. It was still young, but it had matured. And with ti, it would grow far beyond this.
After several seconds, Wisdom answered.
"No. Not limit."
Michael's eyes sharpened. "Not your limit?"
Wisdom chirped. "This place... too small."
That answer made Michael pause.
The coffin's inner space exceeded ten thousand ters.
And yet Wisdom called it too small.
Not for movent, but for range.
Michael felt a faint chill creep across his spine.
"Too small," Wisdom repeated, nodding once.
Michael's mind raced.
If a creature at level 30, not even Rank 3 yet, thought ten thousand
ters was too small for proper use of Fold Blink...
Then what would its limit be in the outside world?
Fifty thousand ters?
A hundred thousand?
More?
Michael drew in a slow breath.
He felt he should not raise the value so he did not get disappointed in
the future. "Do you an you can go farther outside this place?" Michael asked.
Wisdom bobbed his head. "Yes. Outside... big. Much big."
Michael's gaze deepened.
So it was not just teleportation.
It was not even close to its real limit.
This coffin space simply could not provide the room necessary to test
it fully.
Michael rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"You really are becoming sothing unusual," Michael whispered. "A
space beast with seemingly endless energy huh."
Michael let his thoughts simr for a while longer, then pulled them
back under control.
He was tempted to keep pushing, to see just how far Fold Blink could really go, but Singularity Pulse was still waiting for attention. His gaze drifted toward the swirling gray Void beyond the curved
edge of the coffin space. Only then did he fully register where they
were.
Right at the boundary.
Michael clicked his tongue softly.
He had been so focused on Fold Blink that he had not paid attention
to their location. Testing a spatial attack skill that condensed unstable spatial energy at the very edge of an artificial dinsion was the kind of thing only an idiot or a madman would think was safe.
He did not consider himself either.
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